Unexpected Newcomer

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Noah's POV

I inhale sharply, the smoke filling my lungs to the brim. I'm so used to the clouded toxin that I hardly choke on the oxygen that is being stripped from my lungs. But to feel the high that leaves me on pure ecstasy is definitely worth the stiff breath struggling to be released.

Time seems to flow differently when high, hours can feel like seconds, but for me time stops completely the room doesn't even spin when i'm on this intoxicated roller coaster. It's just completely still, no sounds no movement a never ending sledge of silence. Though sometimes the silence can still be to loud, layering thickly over the booming music that beats like a drill through my sensitive ears.

I put my hands over my ears to block out the silence, whining pathetically. Yes I love to get high, but it causes my senses to heighten which is sometimes painful.

"You are a downright moron, you know that right?" My wolf growled out angrily.

"It's my body I can do with it what I want." I respond smartly, dumb ass wolf thinking he can boss me around.

"I can assure you Noah I am not the dumb ass." I just rolled my eyes in annoyance, causing my wolf to laugh humorously.

"Also this isn't just your body, It's mine as well and I do not like the way you fill it with these disgusting toxins. May I remind you this stuff affects your mind in turn effecting me." My wolf Farris can seriously be a pain in the ass sometimes. I mean I like to smoke weed, not always, but when you're beyond stressed you tend to get a bit carried away and that's unintentional because of course I would never purposely try to harm Farris, especially considering he's extremely vital for my survival. But the simple fact is I am going to continue to smoke but I will never allow myself to get far enough to harm Farris.

RING RING RING

My thoughts are interrupted when my loud phone starts to ring and considering the current situation I know the caller must be one of two people, and the other one I am not to keen to hear from at the moment.

Deciding to avoid that person I don't answer it and wait patiently to hear what knowledge they must bestow upon me via my voicemail.

It takes several moments for the ringing to stop, but soon enough I hear the voice I despise most... God I think my ears are going to start bleeding.

"Hello Noah, It's Michael. I know i'm the last person you want to hear from right now, but there's an urgent matter at the pack house. I need you and Mason to get back as soon as possible. I had no intention in contacting you, but considering the situation at hand there was really no other choice but to call. Please call me back as soon as possible. I love you... Bye."

Ew, it loves me. Hmm. Maybe I should just ignore his "urgent" message and let the bastard take care of it himself. I smile sadistically but that soon vanishes when the thought of Mason comes to mind. I bet Michael had already contacted him and knowing Mason he'll definitely force me to go back with him to that god forsaken place.

I throw my head back against the couch pouting like a five year old. Though I should be taking charge in the matter and acting like the twenty three year old man that I am, but I can't be bothered knowing once I do return to that hell hole, the non stop bitching will commence once again, so why would anyone purposefully put themselves through that kind of torture? Though I knew this time would come, I hadn't expected it to come so soon. The day in which i'd have to come home and relieve my father of his duty as alpha, just to watch my brother and I destroy every last fiber of our being just by becoming alpha of our putrid pack. I hated it there and honestly wish I never had to return.

I hate the thought but very well aware that Mason thinks differently. My brother had always thought so highly of our father and our pack. He was always fulfilling his future alpha duties, while I was off running and trying to find anyway to avoid them. I may have been the future alpha, but I was still a child I didn't care about the pack, and they didn't care about me. It's difficult enough to care for myself let alone a group of people to blind to see the truth that's right in front of them.

"It is your duty to care for your people, to put them first before yourself. The fact that you had forgotten that makes me sad for you, no matter what we had experienced or what we went through we could have fought through it for the sake of our people." Farris spoke out in frustration causing me to whimper, hurt that he would make it seem as if my pain was less important that the packs well being but that's how it has always been, as an alpha you cannot feel, you can't become weak in front of the eyes of your people, stand straight, be confident and show no fear.... no pain....

"Why should I care? At the end of the day when you go within the deepest depths of my mind I'm reminded that I am just a man and that is all I wish to ever be. To be normal and not have to rely on a spirit that talks to me through my mind, I especially don't want to be alpha and have the packs problem weighing down on me twenty four seven. If it was up to me i'd be a warrior and a strong one at that. I never asked to be alpha so you can't blame me for my bitterness."

I began to play with the holes in my black shirt, mindlessly using my other hand to ruffle harshly through my bleach blonde hair.

"I'm not asking you to stop feeling, I'm asking you to stop reliving the past, and to begin focusing on your future, and I'm sorry to break it to you but rather you like it or not you are the future alpha, and as the future alpha the pack becomes your top priority, because they are family and you know deep down you love them. All we can do now is try to push away the past and finally allow ourselves to look into the future."

I let out a long helpless sigh, I knew Farris was right but It's maddening that I was chosen for this role through blood. If only I could stop it all...

"I know you don't want to, but our people could be in danger and if you don't do it for them than do it for yourself. To prove to yourself and everyone that you're not weak and maybe you could begin to believe it yourself."

Tears began to cloud my vision threathening to spill at any moment. I don't wish to be the man I am but if I could prove to everyone else that I am the best I could be maybe I could convince myself that my life isn't as bad as it seems. I decided then that my wise wolf was right which makes the last cord of sanity snap within me pushing me to do the one thing I thought I never would. I hesitantly reached for my phone and called the person who I knew was already packed and ready to go. The phone rang for only a brief moment before a familiar voice answered with haste.

"Hello?"

"Yeah, hey Mason.. I know you already got Michael's call so um" I paused for only a brief moment, this is it my last moment to back out.

"We leave first thing tomorrow morning."

I didn't get to respond before the phone was hung up without another exchange of words.